Color Testing Thread 2.0

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Color Testing Thread 2.0 Mar 11, 2013 20:43:26 GMT -5

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Post by Raseri on Mar 11, 2013 20:43:26 GMT -5

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No matter hard I brush it, wet it down, brush it, growl at it, wet it down, and brush it again, my hair never goes the say I want it to in the morning, or any other time of day for that matter. My chocolate brown tresses are untamable, content to do nothing but bounce round my head in a frizzy mass of curls. I guess they suit my personality, in a way, as they are unbound by ribbons or braids, longing for the freedom to roam and to dream where and when they please. But that doesn’t mean they aren’t as annoying as all-get-out. I eventually give up and lay the hair brush back on the shelf. I brush my teeth a little too thoroughly, cursing under my breath when I see the toothbrush tinted lightly pink with my blood.

I slept longer than I usually do in the mornings, and consequentially I...

thinking, doing, hearing saying, other

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Yeah so here is some text that I am writing in order to test this here coding. This is what thoughts will look like, typed Raseri as she bit about three inches off the banana in her hand."Bella, what are you doing?" her mother asks, probably wondering why her daughter doesn't go outside and play like a good child instead of wasting away in front of a laptop, because it is nice today after all. "Writing," she replied dismissively, not wishing to go further into detail about how she was on the internet to write with people that she had never met in real life.

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Hot tears fell in waterfalls from Rose's shining blue eyes as soon the last vibrations of the final chord had faded from the air, and for a moment, my mouth curled downwards into a confused frown. Why was she crying? Had she taken the lyrics the wrong way, or interpreted something wrong? Maybe I should have worded it differently or something. But then she chuckled, gently combing her hair with delicate hands (to me, it was almost like watching something in slow-motion), and I could have slapped myself as I realized, she was smiling. The song was making her cry in a good way. Maybe I'm not such a terrible song writer after all, I thought as her arm snaked around my neck and brought our lips together.

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”Is that the end?' You whisper, after a long pause. She tells you that it is, and you frown again. ”That’s the worstest story I ever heard,” you huff as you cross your arms, and you mean it. Your mother laughs at the look on your face, at the way your tiny bottom lip protrudes in a pout to reflect your childish disappointment and irritation. When she asks you why you didn’t like her story, you reply very matter-of-factly, ”’Cause the bird gets ate, and the bad fox wins, and it’s not happy. It’s sad.” It’s the only time she’s ever told you a story that ended badly, and you can’t see why anyone would want to write a story where the bad fox wins.

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It seems like Milo is always looking for a fight, no matter what time of day it is. It doesn’t matter who it’s with, or for what reason; he fights just for the sake of fighting, just so he can hear that satisfying sound of his fist connecting with the bones of a face. The thrill of a battle excites him, and the smells of sweat, dirt, tears, and blood are like drugs to him. He can’t get enough. It doesn’t matter if it’s his blood or someone else’s—he loves to see it oozing from a wound, or splattered in little puddles on the ground. Some people think he does it for the battle scars—his “trophies,” as he calls them—which cover his body from head to toe. But really, he just does it for the feeling he gets, like he’s invincible. He doesn’t necessarily fight to kill, though. To him, it’s a test of strength, and he likes feeling like he’s the best and the strongest.

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thanks, onyx <3333333

Last Edit: Apr 1, 2013 19:31:22 GMT -5 by Raseri

"i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
i lift my lids and all is born again.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)"

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Color Testing Thread 2.0 Mar 14, 2013 3:37:29 GMT -5

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